All five sets were completed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley quickly grabbed the papers and scanned through them. Wendy\u2019s neat, delicate handwriting filled the pages, and every answer was correct.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How was this possible?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley was stunned. She had finished five full exams in an hour, and each one was a perfect score.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How did she do it?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley looked suspiciously at the sleeping Wendy, then called out, \u201cZayn.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The office door opened, and Zayn walked in. \u201cMr. Hawk, what can I do for you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cZayn, I can\u2019t believe you pulled something like this right under my nose!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Zayn looked confused. \u201cMr. Hawk, what did I do?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley slammed the papers down onto the desk. \u201cYou secretly let Wendy copy the answers!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Zayn froze. \u201cWhat? No, Mr. Hawk! I did no such thing!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley wasn\u2019t interested in hearing Zayn\u2019s explanation. To him, an explanation was just an excuse. There was no way Wendy could have finished five perfect exams in one hour, unless Zayn had given her the answers.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou won\u2019t get paid this month. Don\u2019t let it happen again. Get out!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Zayn hung his head, feeling completely wronged, and walked out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley had originally planned to wake Wendy up and lecture her properly, but seeing her sleeping so peacefully and with the time already late, he decided against it. Instead, he gently lifted Wendy in his arms and carried her to his lounge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had been sleeping in the lounge these past few days, and now he laid Wendy on his bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He tried to leave, but Wendy suddenly reached out, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down onto the bed with her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After several days apart, they were sleeping in the same bed again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s soft, warm body nestled against his chest as her little hands gripped his neck. She found a comfortable spot in his embrace and drifted back to sleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley stiffened, not used to having her so close again after a few days apart. She was still the same\u2013clingy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was holding onto him so tightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley tried to pull her hands off him. \u201cWendy, let go. We can\u2019t sleep together.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica didn\u2019t allow him to share a bed with Wendy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy didn\u2019t respond at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley couldn\u2019t pull her hand away. His handsome features showed a hint of helplessness and frustration.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Soon, drowsiness began to overtake him. He gently placed his hand on Wendy\u2019s delicate shoulder, pulled her closer, and closed his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 137\u00a0<\/p>\n
At that moment, his phone, which had been resting on the Bedside table, lit up. It was a call from Jessica.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica was calling him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But since Stanley had already set the phone to silent earlier the call kept ringing without an answer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next morning, Stanley slowly opened his eyes, stirring awake.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s soft body was still in his arms. She hadn\u2019t woken up yet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley glanced at the time\u2013it was almost 8:00 AM. He couldn\u2019t believe how late he had slept.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Usually, he was up by 6:00 AM, but when he slept next to Wendy, the quality of sleep was so good that he tended to sleep in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He carefully tried to move his arm, wanting to get up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as he made a move, Wendy clung to him, refusing to let him get out of bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley looked down at her soft, pale face. \u201cWendy, I need to get up and work.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy buried her face in his chest, wriggling a little in displeasure, and let out a small, complaining sound. Hmm!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her girlish pout was like a soft \u201cno\u201c, and it sounded so sweet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley rolled his throat and lay back down on the bed, almost absentmindedly. He hadn\u2019t known she could act so\u00a0<\/p>\n
coy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her acting like this made his muscles tense up in response.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lateefa Khanam is a contemporary romance author celebrated for her emotionally rich storytelling and unforgettable characters. Blending passion with heart-felt realism, her novels often explore themes of second chances, unspoken desires, and the quiet strength of love that grows through struggle.<\/p>\n
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